It's another day.

Today is just sort of a day. I had strange dreams, which is par for the course. This morning, I requested entry into my summer and fall classes...they should be opened up for register this afternoon. I am not going to take a full load in the Fall. I was going to, but I don't /need/ to, and I don't really want to. So I'll just talk to the financial aid and housing people about being on 2/3 time rather than full time, and get stuff taken care of for that.

I am nervous about practicum next Fall. More nervous than I let on a lot of the time. What if I screw up? What if I'm horrible with children? What if I'm too outspoken?

Bleh.

Also: One Thousand Dollar Mint Julips to be Sold at Kentucky Derby. Wow.

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...blah.

Sums up my mood perfectly about now.

Can't really focus on anything, not even on playing a mindless game. Vaguely dissatisfied, despite having now written 11 pages on my Independent Study paper. Sadly, none of it backed up especially by research. (One of the problems with doing something that hasn't been done before? Finding relevant cites is a pain in the ass.)

Doing laundry, at least?